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BEGIN THE ARTICLEDearest Stanley, today you got to your desk and found that all your fellow writers weren't there. The editor's desk just has one of those silly weighted bird toys tapping at a glass over and over, and the deputy editor's desk is just an abandoned scribbling of nob jokes (you, dear Stanley, added some extras to it yesterday), but now there's a listless sense of unease drifting over you and a half-eaten Tunnock's Teacake. And to add to all this you have this kind of Scottishy, sort of Karen Gillan narrator annoyingly narrating everything.
Stop reading. Stop it. Go straight to the comments and type about how this article doesn't even say anything about The Stanley Parable.
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